’ ‘But why would you do this? I don’t understand.’ ‘You are in need of a place to stay, I’m in a position to offer you one. I have a two b...droom flat, and the other bedroom’s empty.’ She looked surprised and I smiled. Mary brought some paper and I wrote names and phone numbers: Colette, Zena, Harriet and Ian. I included Patrick Jenkins, one of the partners at work and my own address. It was useful that they all had access to a phone. ‘Here you are,’ I said. ‘Ask them anything you like.’ ‘I. This was the first time we had seen each other, digital camera’s not being as common then and camera phones having not been invented. He was pretty much as I’d expected. OLD. He was my height maybe a little taller with silver hair and about 2 stone overweight. Although in fairness he had a gut it wasn’t that big, just a slight bulge. ?Listen I don’t really fancy having to shout over the noise in a pub? do you fancy coming back to my place and we can chat there? Maybe watch a film or something??. "May I at least have mysippy cup?" I asked as politely as I could.She looked at me for a moment. "It's already in the bottle... drink thatand I'll give you your sippy cup later?"I sighed. "I guess that's reasonable... Thank you for the food," I added.After last night's horrors I never wanted to be fed baby food again. 'Thebreast milk isn't that terrible,' I admitted to myself, 'but I wouldn'twant to only have it...'I wasn't given any utensils so I just grabbed a piece of bacon with myhand and. I’ve noticed over the years since those days how people who make the decision to change do not in fact really change, not deep down. What I mean is that they find in themselves traits that have always been there, and these become exaggerated. In my case the shy little brown mouse retreated into ‘Fort Mouse,’ a stronghold bristling with defensive armaments to repel any who tried to enter the space I created around me. But inside the fort I was still the shy mouse. What I had determined was that.